IVANNA, Princess Sultan Belongs to the CEO
Fajri's Return

At Safira airport with his children are waiting for the arrival of Fajri who will soon land. Nayla and Naren stand on the edge of the glass wall while sticking their eyebrows there because Fajri's plane is late.

"Huh, why did Daddy come so long?" Nayla asked him.

"Yes, here! It was so bad!" Naren's speech was lethargic.

"Patience, dear. Daddy's plane is coming soon. Here sit down first, Brother's forehead will be irritated son!" Safira smiled.

"A, Mommy. Are we coming too soon?" Tanya Nayla laid her head on Sapphira's thigh.

"No, we arrived on time! Patience is!" Safira smiled as she stroked Nayla's head gently.

"Sir, it can't be, it's dirty!" Naren said to Nizam who was taking something from the floor.

"No no na na!" Said Nizam Protest because the findings were taken.

"Can't, deck! It's dirty, it's brother love cake" said Naren giving a packet of cake to Nizam.

"You!" Nizam held his hand.

"Wait ya!" Naren said holding Nizam Agra can sit on a chair and open a cake for his sister.

"For Lala?" Tanya Nayla pouted for not getting the part.

"Later, there's plenty in the car, brother!" Naren's speech made Nayla pout.

"That's Daddy's plane coming!" Nayla said sparkling when she saw the flying iron she was very familiar with.

He immediately stood in front of the glass along with Naren. Watching the father get out of the plane with such a gallant p.

Black leather jacket with tight jeans, white t-shirt, not to forget with sunglasses perched on his pointed nose.

Bring a big beae taddy and also two toy robots for the baby. Followed by Joe who is no less handsome at his age who will enter the head of five.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Scream them enthusiastically while waving their hands.

What else when you see what's in the father's hand. While the one in the face was trembling in fear, remembering the wound that was still not healed. He will not be strong to see the sad and gloomy face of his wife and children later.

"Look at that, Uncle! I won't be strong to see their moody faces later!" Fajri said sadly.

"It's a risk, sir. Just face it and give understanding. Yeah, even if you're gonna get a tantrum from them!" Joe smiled.

"Ah, I feel afraid to meet them Joe!" Fajri lirih.

"Spirited Master! Also think about the anger of Madame Fajira when she is at home!" Joe's words made Fajri pale.

But he immediately changed the expression of his face when his step was getting closer.

"Daddy!" Shouted Naren and Nayla running while hugging Fajri's legs.

"Lala misses, Daddy!" Nayla said in tears.

"Bagging misses too!" Ucal Naren.

"Ah, Daddy misses you too!" Fajri smiled. "Let's go in first!" Bring along.

"Come Daddy!" Nayla wiped her tears when she saw the gift in Fajri's hand.

"Mass?" Pangil Safira with teary eyes.

"Darling!" Call Fajri and hug his wife and youngest son.

"Thank God you're okay!" Safira said shed tears.

"Because there's an angel and three dwarves waiting for me to come home!" Fajri looked at Safira and kissed her forehead gently.

"Hiks, Lala hasn't been kissed, hasn't been hugged yet!" Nayla said back to crying.

"Eh, don't cry, Princess Daddy!" Said Fajri immediately crouching and hugging his twins together.

"Hiks, don't go again, Daddy!" Nayla said crying.

"Daddy is here baby! Don't cry anymore!" Fajri wiped away their tears. "Look, Daddy brought what!" He nodded with a smile.

"Hiks, we just want Daddy to come home. But if you love gifts, Lala does not refuse!" Nayla smiled as she wiped her tears.

Fajri just shook his head and rubbed Nayla and Naren's heads in turn. But there was something that looked strange, the little man looked at Fajri fixedly. He observed Fajri's arm which looked slightly larger.

With teary eyes, Naren raised her hand and hit Fajri's arm.

"Argh! shhh!" Pekik Fajri restrained.

"Hiks, Daddy's been shot!" Pekika Naren cried loudly and hugged Fajri again.

"Is it really Daddy?" Nayla asked who was crying too.

He threw away the big bear Taddy and hugged Fajri.

"Here, Daddy don't papa, honey! Soon, it will also heal!" Fajri said as he endured the pain on his hand.

"Hiks, let's go to the hospital!" Nayla pulls Fajri's hand

"Daddy's in the hospital, baby. It will soon be healed too! Let's go home! Daddy brought a lot of souvenirs," said Fajri smiling and holding his children.

"Hiks, Daddy has to hide from Oma, or Daddy will make him sad!" Naren said to the rest of his tears.

"Yes, Honey!" Fajri smiled.

They immediately stepped towards the car and went home with so many souvenirs.

You can think of things in this situation! When you get home, get ready to receive anger from your mother!. Inner Sapphira sighed.

Fajri can no longer avoid questions from Naren and Nayla. He was forced to tell all that and make them shudder and sparkle to imagine dangerous actions like those on television.

"Daddy shoot them all?" Naren asked.

"Yes, Daddy would have to do that otherwise, Daddy would have been shot.

"So, everybody got shot dead?" Tanya Nayla glazed.

"Not everything, baby. Some are still alive, continue to be taken to the hospital, some are taken to the police station!" Fajri smiled.

"Have you and your father been sick from fighting them?" Naren asked holding back his tears.

"Yes, honey. Therefore you have to learn martial arts from small, learn science, learn to shoot and other things. If it happens like this, we're all set to face them, baby!" Fajri said firmly.

"Hiks, Tomorrow Lala will be diligent in her martial arts, Daddy!" Nayla said in tears as she remembered herself being so lazy to move.

Fajri smiled and went back to telling how he got shot and almost took his life there. Safira only fell silent while holding his heartbeat that felt hunting for listening to the story from Fajri.

Thank goodness you survived, even though you killed so many people, but that's you. I still love you more than myself!. Inner Safira stroked Fajri's head gently.

The car continues to move towards the house. Up to thirty minutes later, they arrived and immediately descended staring at the majestic building.

Fajri's heart beat faster as his legs began to step inside the house.

Chequek!

Fajri opened the door and saw Fajira and Irfan waiting there with anxious and longing faces.

"Don't you?" Call Fajira with teary eyes.

He immediately ran over and hugged Fajri so tightly, and a breath that sounded relieved.

"Thank God you're safe, baby! Mother is so worried about you!" Fajira looked at Fajri's face.

"Aji's fine, Mother. Precisely Aji was so worried about the situation Ivanna and Carenza!" Say Fajri and kiss Fajira's forehead gently.

"They're fine, look up, Ivanna is waiting for your return!" Fajira said with a smile.

"Yes Mother!" Fajri.

He looked at Irfan who was still in a wheelchair. Without waiting for long, he immediately hugged Irfan without being able to speak a word. Clearly, he could breathe a sigh of relief because he saw his father was fine.

After a short conversation, Fajri immediately met Ivanna. Her tears broke when she saw her sister had opened her eyes and smilingly looked at her.

"Did you?" Call Ivanna smiling as she stretches her hand out

Fajri immediately rushed to hug Ivanna regardless of everyone who was there. They cried until they could still see each other.

Fajri broke his arms and looked at the pale face of Ivanna who still looked limp.

"Thank God you're okay!" Fajri said.

"Any papa?" Ivanna smiled as she rubbed Fajri's face.

"Bag good, baby. Good brother!" Fajri smiled and hugged Ivanna so tightly.

Everyone was moved by the sight including Nayla and Naren.

"Is Naren going to be like Daddy?" Nayla asked glazed over while clasping her twin hands.

"Surely, Naren will protect Lala and our sisters later!" Naren said so hard.

That afternoon closed the sweetness of struggle, the beauty of affection, and the joy of togetherness. Doing anything for the family, without expecting anything. There is nothing more precious than family.

Thank you bang. Dede loves you more than anything! Thank you for betting your life and always being the hero of Dede's life!. I always pray, may you be given health, safety and whatever you want to achieve!. Ivanna's mind was in Fajri's arms.

Carenza could only go silent to see Ivanna and Fajri. As much as he protected his wife, Fajri took the biggest role in everything.

You're so lucky to have Fajri. But I am still more fortunate because of you, my wife Ivanna, the son of the sultan whom I have had!. Inner Carenza smiled happily.